Well, it’s true: how can you figure out that a Russian rocket can never be caught by yourself, children are trying to get away from it? It’s not the first time (not a month ago, but a long time ago) a dekilka of overwritten quotes is being guessed. Persha - z MіM kyanina Bulgakov: “Man is mortal, but that would be half the trouble. The bad thing is that he sometimes suddenly dies, that's the trick"

And why, vlasne, is it “bad”? It’s normal, because it’s hopeless to bring sickness to a person in the world raptly: doctors respected, for example, that ailments would last for another month, relatives were glad, that it wasn’t for nothing that a bag of diapers was called “with delivery” in advance, - and wine died already in a year. That sniper is in the war, or a fragment of the old “suddenly”, wanting to be shot.

And then one more eternal banality comes up: about those who need to live in such a way that this very day is your rest. Tezh edited the bi: not a “day”, but a quiet rest. Todi peresichna doba - tse treasures of captain Flint, de tsih hvilin povno. You will freeze your life, for the whole day, like piastriv - like “to hell” to inexorability.

Well, it’s all the same with Borges, with the “Secret Divinity” - I want to wind up the rahunok there not in hvilini, but in a millisecond. So, you yourself say, dosit already hang out on the Internet - you need to get drunk!

While naked, guessing, like the Moscow show-writer Dmitro Bikov, at his “lectures” on the “ekhimaksvi” with rocks, he said that Borges is “tedious”. Well, de contagiously, then “echo”, de cei Bikov?

Here in the States, Facebook has its own “lectures” and other “freshness” verses, well, well, well, well, I’m going to continue more Ukrainians, like I live far away, without which Russian liberals can’t wake up at the hour. Ale then so.

So the axis, which wound, while naked, mittevo guessed our Poderv’yansky: “Tse Borges is boring? And Bikov is fucking hilarious! ” The first second of the reflection of the mirror at the baths was lived not for nothing, but miraculously!

Good morning, Kiev! Stay away, Mariupol, Kharkiv, Irpin! Glory to Ukraine!

Egor NEKHLYUDOV.